Niagara Falls Poem by Gerry Legister

Niagara, the color of water on a cruising course
Poured into an earthen basin to conjure the land,
Under a canopy of heaven the mystic mist amuses
The Prudent gown of elegant showers falling down.

Niagara Falls pulse racing like yours and mine,
Having the sense of thrill in atmospheric thought,
Can the beauty of such a nature ever be defined?
Become that uneasy pleasure roaming in the heart.

We observed the phenomenon fury under a spell
Grip and ponder within doubts of breathless chasm,
Secret emotions running wild with elegance parallel,
Hero's underneath bind death and escape into heaven.

Fantasy holds within our grasp a picturesque bowel,
Filled with crystal maze to make our imagination glow,
When rippled waves flow into a magnificent waterfall,
The veil gorge of vapor carries the aromas of Ontario.

We look down from the highway as far as we could,
Distinguish waters traveled to where it goes into a mist,
Formed shadows that are worn as though they could
Make a difference in ages that is coming with a twist.

Crest formed lines embrace the splendor of Niagara falls,
A glaze of amazement enhance the luxuriance moment,
Wet eyes meet in acquaintance with ceaseless revivals,
Finds the trail that escape under an infinite descent.